I used to think love was about findingsomeone who completes you. 我曾以为，爱是找到一个能完整你的人。 But now I know it's not. 可现在我才明白，并非如此。 Love is finding someone who sees you. 爱是遇见一个看见你的人。 The messy, quiet, unpolished you. 那个混乱、沉默、不完美的你。 And chooses to stay anyway. 却依然选择留下。 It's not about fixing each other. 爱不是互相修补。 It's about growing together,even when it's hard. 而是即使艰难，也并肩成长。 It's about being brave enough to open up. To trust.去信任。 To let someone in after you've spent so long building walls. 在筑起高墙很久后，去接纳一个人。 Love isn't perfect.爱从不完美。 It's gentle.它很温柔。 It's patient.它有耐心。 It's showing up, even on the daysyou don't feel like it. 是哪怕疲惫，也依然陪伴在身边。 And when you find that kind of love,it doesn't just make you happy. 当你遇见这样的爱，它不只是让你快乐。 it makes you more human. It makes you believe in good again. 让你重新相信美好。 It makes you feel less alone. 让你不再孤独。 Not because you're never lonely. 不是从此没有孤单。 But because you know someone iswalking through the dark right beside you. 而是你知道，有人陪你一起穿过黑暗。 That's the love I want. 这就是我想要的爱。 That's the love I choose to believe in. 也是我始终愿意相信的爱。